“Mmmm, this is so good!” I crooned tipping my head right back and gulping the cool liquid down as my throat pulled tight to show me swallowing and...I ‘accidentally’ dribbled a little from the side of my mouth. It ran down my chin and onto my T shirt. “Woops! That was careless of me. I hope it doesn’t stain if I brush it off before it soaks in” and I flicked the drops of cola off my left tittie with the back of my hand causing it to jump and sway with the movement. Alan was a picture! He could. I wanted to think about everything that had happened today but the exhaustion I felt was stronger and I was asleep never once even thinking about what I had done.Tuesday morning wasn't any better for me due to Brodie thinking that I needed to be cheered up. Since I did not want to tell him what I had been doing I was at a loss when he ordered my sisters and I into his truck. I thought that we were heading into town for an ice cream. Therefore I settled in for the ride. Then I realized that he. He then gets up and tells Emily to bend over the toilet seat, parting her legs, he crouches down and spreads her ass cheeks, checking out her pussy from behind as well as her cute looking arsehole.He pushes a couple of fingers up her tight teenage cunt and presses against her anus with his thumb, forcing it up.The old man drops his pants and rubs his hard cock against her ass, rubbing it against both her now wet pussy and against her arsehole, wondering what to do with it.He slowly pushes it up. "Oh, you're stretching me, Professor Wainwright! What are you doing?"Lucas pulled his fingers free of her vice-like ass with an audible pop. "I'm just preparing you, my dear. Are you ready?" I guess so," the girl said nervously, wiggling her bottom. "It might be a little uncomfortable at first," warned Lucas disingenuously, slapping his meaty prick against her rosebud hole, then touching the head against it, ready to thrust into her. He grasped her hips firmly, and, with a groan of.